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The Granny Files: April 29, 1947
edited: Sunday, April 14, 2002
By Lisa A. Parnell
Posted: Sunday, April 14, 2002
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Letters from a grandmother's files. An April to remember.
No day for washing clothes. It’s drizzlier than yesterday turned out to be – and the paper forecasts just such another one for tomorrow. I heard on the radio that you were getting some rain out that way – and imagined you needed it.
Happy is home today. He has just such a sore throat as Kyle and I have had – except his seems to be a little worse as he has some fever. He said at the breakfast table this morning that he didn’t feel like eating or going to work or anything and was going to have to stay home. So later on I said, “Honey, are you going to lie on the bed or sit in your chair?” – and he said, “I’m not going to lie down or sit up either. I tell you I don’t feel like doing anything.” He’s been sitting up however until just now when he got into Kyle’s bed. So I won’t write much more as the typewriter is right by the bed and I imagine it bothers him.
I forgot to tell you that our cat is dead. Friday I noticed him lying down in the chicken yard – but he often took naps out on the ground and I thought nothing of it. Saturday I passed within a yard of him and didn’t even realise that he was in the same position as the day before. But Kyle went over to look at him and found he was dead. There wasn’t a mark on him and I imagine that he got hold of some rat poison somewhere. He’d been off on one of his tom-catting tours for several days. We sure do miss him and the rats are already getting much worse in the barn. Wish I could run into a good grown cat – I don’t want to fool with raising a kitten, and besides we need a mouser quicker than that. Now – DON’T go mailing Snowball to me – or did she ever show up anymore?
Yesterday I moved all the baby chickens again. This time into a little chicken house where they’ll live on wire and have a sun porch to go out on in nice weather. Spent the biggest part of the day getting it all fixed up. Now we’ll get us some Austra-White chicks pretty soon.
Well – guess I’d better stop running this machine and let my husband get busy doing nothing at all, bless his heart.
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Tuesday, April 29, 1947
Dear Grandmother I am sorry that I have not writen you.
Why don’t you write me? Are you sick or something?
We have some more babby rabbits they are getting some fur on them now. Before we know it we will have a good many rabbits.
Our one and only duck is going wild. He flys sky high.
I got my report card last week
I made all Ss. My best work was in arithmetic and my porest in Language.
Well I guess that’s all.
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